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Jisung was a regular kid who loved music so much. At a young age, he would create pages and pages of poems or lyrics, singing it to himself through the strum of his guitar strings. Passing his musicality and talent is his father who is an aspiring musician together with his stay-at-home mom, who would always support Jisung for what his heart desired.
Jeongin on the other hand is an honor student, aces all his exams, getting his grades up to the rooftop, ending the school year with medals around his neck. He’s what other people think they’d want to be. Deep inside that smart kid, also lived a young boy who loves music to his heart. Singing has been his light of day. Friends of his Mom would always be in awe when they hear the young Jeongin sing.
At the start of highschool, an opening fare was being held for welcoming new students. Food stalls everywhere, with club members recruiting new students. One banner in particular catched Jisung’s eyes.
“Musicalia Nota Club, a club for Music lovers and instrumentally talented students! Apply now!”
Jisung was ecstatic. All his anxiety left his body as soon as he came up to one of the members to apply. He was ready to show what he’s been hiding in his notebooks. Excited to sing and rap with other students too, or even play instruments together.
Fast Forward to the next week, where club meetings always happen every Wednesday. That day came, their first club meeting. Introductions came and went, eventually coming to Jisung as the last.
“Hello, I’m Han Jisung. I can sing, rap and play the guitar. My main hobby is composing music. I’m from section 10-S.” Everyone clapped their hands.
The senior club members gave a rundown on what pieces they’ll be singing to practice their vocal cords, performing solos, playing instruments as a group to perform by the end of the meeting, have a final project of music composition by partner and so on.
In one of those meetings, performing solos was one of the tasks that day. Everyone had the freedom to only sing, play with an instrument, or with a minus one, or even by partners.
Jisung’s turn was close. He was nervous to rap one of his own compositions. He was so into his head- his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the soft keys of the grand piano playing. He looked up to see someone who is probably roughly around his age. Then he started singing.
His voice shot directly through Jisung’s ears. His heart started to beat fast. His ears were graced by the beautiful vocals of this boy who's filled with emotion. The precision on every note he presses. His club mates started whispering to each other, praising the boy for his unique vocals.
“What was his name?”
“His name is Yang Jeongin. He’s from the Star Section. Gifted at that for his wits I heard.”
“And he sings just like an angel, oh my god. I’m gonna cry dude.”
Yang Jeongin, that’s what his name is. He’ll make sure to keep a mental note on that. By then, Jeongin finished his solo and everyone applauded, including Jisung.
It was Jisung’s turn. He could feel his hands trembling.
By his own composition, the instrumental started to play loudly from the small speakers of his phone.
[Like a volcano
Love at a temperature that can melt when touched
Take me to you, way below to the end of the ground
It's okay if everything burns down
Even if I go back hundreds of times, my choice is always]
Right when he finished the last sentence, he was given a round of applause. It was worth performing, worth writing, worth composing. This is the first time he’s let other people listen to one of his many original works. He was proud of himself. He bowed, giving thanks to those who appreciated his solo performance.
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Months pass with lectures and activities pile up. Prelim and Midterms pass just like time. His Finals are just around the corner. Jisung can’t believe that his last year in junior high school is almost coming to an end. Jisung can barely relax with the amount of work that is continuously being piled up. His only relaxation aside from his home was music club.
He was busying himself with a new composition on his laptop, bopping his head to the beat he’s making. Taking advantage of his free time and inspiration running around his atmosphere. He was distracted when his music instructor clapped his hand twice to gather their attention.
Jisung holds the right side of his headset and pulls down to rest around his neck to listen to what his instructor was going to say for their agenda that day.
“Since your final exams will be in at least 2 months, I’ll be now assigning you guys to your partners to work on a music composition project. I’m sure it’ll be enough time for you to work on it. I have mentioned this during our orientation months back and that this would be your final output.”
Another school work, sure, but it was something Jisung loved doing, so he thinks to himself that this is a complete piece of cake. The instructor started mentioning names to be partnered with. Eventually, Jisung heard his name together with Jeongin’s.
Jisung looks in the direction of where Jeongin is sitting on the floor, legs both crossed with his elbows resting on his knees, phone on both his hands and his head raised to look at the instructor. He turns his eyes to Jisung who was just looking at him. Jeongin gives him a smile, only someone who resembled a fennec fox would look like. Squinted eyes, and a wide smile that shows his dimples.
Jisung smiles back, his ears turning red. He remembers Jeongin’s vocals from when they were tasked to do solo performances. The way his heart would beat fast, ears melt from the angelic notes to enter his ears and stay. It’s obvious that he has a liking for the boy, but he hasn’t fully embraced it yet. He has a lot to learn from Jeongin. And yet here we are, where the stars (his instructor) aligned for him.
The instructor just finished mentioning all of their names. With time left to spare, they were instructed to communicate with their partners on what to do or how to start their project. Jisung is the first to move and sit beside Jeongin.
Jeongin’s attention is now on him. Jisung is mesmerized. Jisung’s mouth opens, then closes. He needs to keep his composure. “H..Hi, I’m Jisung.” Jisung stutters. “Hello, I’m Jeongin.” Jeongin says, smiling again.
“Ah, well yes- I know.. I remember.” Jisung says, averting his gaze from Jeongin. “You remember? That’s nice.” Jeongin says. “Yeah, I remember… because you’re the one who sang a solo with the grand piano… and your voice is so pretty.” Jisung compliments. His ears have turned red again.
“Oh is it? thanks, haha.” Jeongin accepts the compliment. But from Jisung’s peripheral, he can see Jeongin’s ears turning into a shade of red. He’s shy.
“W-well, do you have any idea on how we can start this project?” Jisung says, clearing his throat.
“Not really, you’re the one with that talent between us.” Jeongin says. Jisung is shocked at the compliment, he guesses. He noticed. He’ll take it.
“We can talk about it in my house if you’d like?” Jisung offers. Jeongin thinks, but agrees after thinking about it for a bit.
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Those project meet-ups eventually turned into study dates during their free time. Whether it be at cafés or at the library. Eventually led to them hanging out in each other's houses, it didn’t matter if it were Jeongin or Jisung’s, as long as they were together. It became a part of their routine.
One night, after a long session of going through the beats and notes. They decided to microwave some popcorn and play out a romcom movie– 10 Things I Hate About You (1999).
They laughed, cried their eyes on tissues, and laughed again. Then eventually got to the ending. Astonished. Baffled. Everything above that defines shock in different words. The movie was that good.
They talked face to face, sharing their opinions on specific scenes, what they think could’ve happened and all. After that, they decided to put whatever on the TV and cuddle, as best friends.
When, in thought, Jisung wanted to confess. Jisung has had his feelings over Jeongin for months now, still forever grateful for the opportunity that they got partnered up.
“Innie, can I tell you something?” Jisung hesitated. Looking up at Jeongin with doe eyes.
“Hm? What is it sungie?” Jeongin’s attention now shifts from the television to Jisung who’s looking at him. He gently brushes his fingers through Jisung’s freshly colored blue ghost roots.
Jisung hesitates again. Looking back down to his fingers and fiddling with them. “Is something wrong, hyung?” Jeongin asks this time, shifting a little to look down on Jisung from his cheeks.
Jisung’s cheeks are puffed up. Squishy looking. Jeongin pokes his cheek. “You do that when something’s in your head.” Jeongin says, still poking his cheeks repeatedly.
“You noticed….” Jisung responds softly. “Of course I did. We’ve been friends for a while now. I would notice even the littlest things about you.” Jeongin says, stopping himself from poking Jisung’s cheeks, to now just brushing his hair again with his fingers.
“I love you, innie..” Jisung says.
“I love you too, sungie.” Jeongin says.
“Like, I really do…” Jisung says, softer.
“I really love you too, sung-ah. What’s the matter?” Jeongin says again, but with more concern brought to the tone.
“I don’t want to ruin what we have…” Jisung is now curled up at this point. His back resting on Jeongin’s front.
“What do you mean? There’s nothing to ruin our friendship, sungie.” Jeongin puts one of his hand on top of Jisung’s to stop him from fidling with them. A sense of comfort can be felt from the way Jeongin rested his hands. Of course, friendship. That’s what it is.
“Well…” Jisung says before he turns around to face Jeongin face to face. Looking directly at his eyes. His face shows that he is listening. Genuine. Open minded on whatever there is that Jisung has to say.
“I’ve had feelings for you for a long time…despite us just being friends now.. and..and I want to be with you. O-only if you feel the same of course! You don’t have to return the feelings. You don’t have to force yourself into liking me. You-“ Jisung was cut off by Jeongin cupping his face with two hands.
“Calm down, Jisungie.” Jeongin says. “Breathe. In through the nose, out the mouth. Okay?” Jeongin says, calming Jisung down. Which helped after an exchange of breaths.
“Are you okay now?” Jeongin asks. Jisung only nods. “I need words, sungie.” Jeongin asks again. “I-I am. Sorry for rambling, I panicked..” Jisung answers, looking down at Jeongin’s arms.
“Its okay. I’m listening. And it really is okay. I accept that you have feelings for me.” Jeongin smiles.
“Really? Y-You don’t have to say that to make me feel better.” Jisung holds onto the wrists of Jeongin, but you can tell the stars shone on Jisung’s very eyes.
“I accept you for who you are. I’m your best friend. We’ve been for almost a whole semester now. You know me well enough, hyung.” Jeongin reassures. Jisung takes a deep breath. Before releasing it and saying to himself ‘Fuck it. Whatever happens, happens.’
“To be straightforward, I liked you ever since I saw and heard you sing and play the piano at music club.” Jisung says, now with confidence. “And- I loved you then! The more time we spent studying together lately, watching movies, or even just hanging out. It made my heart feel fuller and fuller. I feel it right at my chest.” Jisung points to his heart with his finger.
Jeongin is still just listening. Making sure to not cancel out a single word.
Jisung then continues. “I’m okay if you’re not gonna reciprocate my feelings- and I know you accept me. But I hope this doesn’t ruin our frienship. Because I really, really love you. And I could only wish to be with you forever.”
“Would you really want a forever with me, hyung?” Jeongin says with an emphasis on the honorific.
“Ah- well.. I do, Jeonginnie. I do…” Jisung says, mumbling at the end of his words and dropping his face down. Jeongin presses a peck on Jisung’s forehead, but Jisung doesn’t budge.
“Look at me, sungie.” Jeongin instructs, lifting Jisung’s head from his chin. They’re facing eye to eye. Jisung just gulps.
“I love you, Jisung-hyung. Sure, I purely saw us as friends at first. But the more that time passed, the more I saw you as someone I would want to love as a lover. Someone I see myself living with happily- every morning to your burnt pancakes or overshot coffee.” Jeongin states, but a hit on his chest gets at him. “HEY! AM I THAT BAD?!” Jisung shouts and pouts after. Crossing his arms and turning his head away.
“That’s not what I mean even though it looks like it.” Jeongin laughed, making Jisung turn his head back to face him.
“I just wanted to wait for the right time to confess. I would be more than happy to eat or drink those with you, or even teach you to improve from things you struggle with. I’m willing to teach you so many times until you get them. Learn so many new things together. To see you improve eventually. Even as far as to see you be successful, with me in the picture.” Jeongin continues holding both of Jisung’s hands and raising them against his face, placing a soft kiss on his fingers, making Jisung blush.
“In short, I love you too in a way you wish it is. I want to love you more than just best friends. Than just music club partners. I want to be more than that. I want to go through and graduate college with you. If the heaven’s above will grant it, I want you to be mine in rings and forever time.” Jeongin presses their foreheads together, not letting go of Jisung’s hands.
Jisung was on the verge of tears. Jeongin’s way of words never ceases to amaze him. “Jesus, Innie, you know how to put feelings into words more than I.” Jisung chuckles out, Jeongin joining in.
“I’m ready to see what the future will bring for us both.” Jeongin says before finally cupping Jisung’s face again and bringing up to his for a kiss. Jisung’s eyes close and his tears finally drop down to his cheek. He immediately kissed back, filled with gratefulness and relief.
Jeongin and Jisung melt into each other’s lips. Soft and tender. A first filled with love. With passion.
Jeongin parts their lips, looking to scan Jisung’s face. Wiping off the tears across his cheeks. “You’re so pretty, sungie.” Jeongin smiles, his dimples showing and eyes disappearing.
Jisung teasingly shoves Jeongin and laughs. “Don’t be like that when I just cried while you talked and kissed me.”
Jeongin just laughs before bringing Jisung into his arms.
“Thank you for accepting me, Innie.” Jisung says, laying his head on Jeongin’s chest.
“You’re welcome, Thank you too…for loving me.” Jeongin says, kissing the top of Jisung’s head.
Throughout that midnight, they cuddled before they ended up sleeping on the couch and waking up still next to each other the morning after.
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Fast forward to 2 years later…
After Jisung and Jeongin graduated high school, they both decided to take the same musical course together in college. That being Bachelor of Music in Music Business and Management.
“I can’t believe it, baby!!” Jisung exclaimed. “We actually got in! We’re going to study together in the same class!” Jisung was ecstatic, jumping in his place. Jeongin just smiled at him widely at the sight of his lover being so happy about the acceptance letter.
“Yes, ham(ster). We did~” Jeongin said, giving Jisung an endearing look. “Let’s have coffee?” Jeongin asks, reaching his hand out for Jisung to hold onto.
“Yes, let’s have coffee with blueberry cheesecake please!” Jisung says out of excitement, holding Jeongin’s hand and skipping on his legs.
At the cat cafe that Jisung and Jeongin went to, they were greeted by a tall, brown hair colored man who was wearing a tan colored apron that had three cats on the right side, and his name plate on the left “Minho”.
“Ham, is it okay for you to find a seat for us?” Jeongin asks, resting his hand on the lower back of Jisung. “Mhm, okay!” Jisung said as he made his way to a low-leveled table by the window.
“Hello, what would you be having today?” the receptionist, Minho, asked kindly. “Hello! Yes, I would love to have 2 iced americanos and a blueberry cheesecake, please?”
“Of course! Anything else?” Minho said, tapping the order on the screen. “No, that’s all.” Jeongin answered. Jeongin handed over his card to pay. After the payment was done, Minho said “Okay, your order will be right with you.” before he started working on their order.
Jeongin nods, heading to where Jisung was fidgeting his leg and scrolling through his phone.
“Hammie, hi” Jeongin says, sitting down on the sit in front of Jisung. “BABY! Hi~ hehe” Jisung’s eyes lit up at the sight of his lover. He was still filled love for the other even after 2 years into their relationship.
“What were you doing?” Jeongin asks. “Oh! I was looking through my messages, and I see that they already added us to the class groupchat.” Jisung says, showing his phone screen to Jeongin. “Oh they have? How convenient.” Jeongin says. “I know! Very efficient.” Jisung says, resting his back on the back of the chair.
A waiter named “Felix” then came up to their table with their drinks and dessert. “Hello, here’s your 2 americanos and blueberry cheesecake. If you need anything, you can sign for me.” Felix says with a smile, bowing before leaving after they both thanked him.
Jisung doesn’t waste time to grab the fork and cut a slice from the cheesecake before shoving it in his mouth. Moaning and slouching his shoulders from the taste. “Cheesecakes really are the best.” Jisung says, shoving 3 more cuts in his mouth and taking in the flavor.
Jeongin smiles before taking a sip of his americano and just watching Jisung inhale his cheesecake.
While they were slowly finishing their americanos together in the cafe, some cats come and go, rubbing their bodies against Jisung and Jeongin’s legs. One of them really grew fond of Jisung. A color orange with a white patterned cat, wearing a collar and a tag with “Soonie” written on it. ‘How sweet.’ Jisung thought, before bringing the cat to his lap and petting him while listening to Jeongin talk about what he thinks they’ll be doing together once college starts in a few weeks.
Soonie eventually fell asleep on Jisung’s lap. By the time Jeongin and Jisung had finished most of their iced americano, it was already sunset. They decided to head back to their shared apartment.
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The first week of college has started. Students rummaging through the halls, chatter growing louder after the bell. Jeongin and Jisung had just finished their first period out of three and were famished. They woke up late that morning, not any of them waking up from the alarm. Causing them to stumble across the apartment to gather their things, their clothes, and especially the right pair of socks…maybe?
“Ham, we should get food since we weren’t able to eat breakfast.” Jeongin says while putting his notebook in his bag with his laptop.
“Mhm, you read my mind. I feel like I’ll pass out if I hear another prof yap for the next 3 hours. I wouldn’t even last 2 minutes without food!” Jisung groans, spreading his arms and lying his face flat on the desk.
“Come on, sung. Let’s go. We’ll have our breakfast at the cat cafe again if you like?” Jeongin asks. Jisung raises his head to look at Jeongin with a smile. It means “yes”.
They headed out of the classroom. On the way to the cafe, they thought about what food they should get. They both need something heavy, like pancakes perhaps?
When getting to the cafe, the person to take their order was Felix. Sitting on the same table as last time too. Jisung and Jeongin both discussed their own understanding about the lesson from their first period. Jisung barely understood anything. Maybe because his brain was still on vacation mode- so Jeongin did most of the talking for Jisung to get ahead on what was discussed earlier.
Eventually, Minho was the one who served their food and coffee. “Hello, here’s your two americanos, 1 french toast with honey syrup, and pancakes with peaches and mangoes.” He says, placing down the plates on their table, before bowing to leave.
Jisung’s face looked like he was about to drool, basically lunging at his plate. The man was starving. Jeongin started eating his pancakes, and to his surprise, they were really good. They are definitely gonna come here more often when they get the chance to.
20 minutes before their second period, they finished most of their food, but still had a lot to finish of their americano. Taking their iced cups with them to class.
Jeongin and Jisung were now focused on this class, awake from the coffee and their stomach finally full, losing the distraction that caused them this morning.
This class unfortunately lasted 3 hours. Draining both their social batteries. They were ready to go home at this point.
“Innie, I’m exhausteddddd” Jisung groans enough for the both of them to hear, dropping his weight on Jeongin’s right side. Jeongin was busy with his notes on his laptop while the professor was still discussing how students can start a business with their own music careers or labels.
“Innie, notice me please.” Jisung pleaded. Jeongin’s brows were furrowed, full of focus on the topic. His right hand stops typing and motions its way to Jisung’s thighs. Not averting his gaze from the prof and the screen of his laptop, basically typing important memos with only his left hand.
He rubs his hand, creating a small warmth on Jisung’s thighs. He places his hand on top of Jeongin and squeezes it three times. Basically telling him a quiet ‘I love you’. Jeongin returned the ‘I love you’ to Jisung by squeezing his thigh thrice.
Jisung just pouts at himself before retreating to his notes to scribble some words that might turn into lyrics in the near future.
Just as the class finished for the last time today, Jisung was quick to fix his things and jump to his feet. Jeongin was quiet, fixing his laptop into his bag before following behind Jisung who was already waiting for him at the door.
When exiting the building, there were a few students who were already headed to their dorms. Walking under a few scattered white streetlights that were around campus on the way to their apartment.
By then, Jeongin was already slouching and resting his forehead onto Jisung’s shoulder from behind. Jisung punched in the code before the door chimed. Jisung didn’t talk to Jeongin on the way home, given that the latter seemed too exhausted to even mutter anything.
They both removed their shoes, dropped their bags by the living room and both headed to their room to change into their pajamas. Jisung headed for the living room and turned on the TV, while Jeongin went into the kitchen to heat up some leftover food that they had from the night prior.
They ate in silence, Jisung did the dishes while Jeongin headed to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Jisung did the same after he finished the dishes. Jeongin was lying down on the bed, facing the wall.
Jisung smiled softly to himself before getting in the blankets beside Jeongin.
“Jeongin? Are you okay?” Jisung asks, resting a hand on Jeongin’s left arm. Jeongin only hums. “Tired?” Jisung asks again, Jeongin hums. “Okay, I love you.” Jisung says, before lying down beside to cuddle up to Jeongin’s back. “I love you too.” Jeongin says softly before drifting off to sleep.
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“Innie, how do you feel about trying something new?” Jisung says, swinging his legs up in the air, while his head is lying on the couch. Jeongin was sitting on the floor, cross-legged, typing away on his laptop.
“What is it, sungie?” He asks, not averting his gaze off of the screen (again).
None of them speaks for the next 2 minutes.
“Sungie?” Jeongin asks, turning his head to look at Jisung. He’s looking at the ceiling, with eyes open. At least he didn’t fall asleep to let Jeongin die out of curiosity.
“I was thinking of getting more intimate with you.. only if it’s okay.” Jisung says, turning his head to face Jeongin who was still looking at him. “We’ve been together for a while now. Not that being intimate with each other is a major factor in what keeps us together. I just want to explore it with you.” Jisung continues, before Jeongin turns his head back to the laptop screen, but his fingers aren’t tapping on the keycaps like they were previously.
“We could…” Jeongin answers. “Do you want to right now?” Jeongin asks back. Jisung thinks again. Now could be a time since they’re both free. Most of their school work were done and the established academic break from the school was definitely needed. Why not?
Jisung hesitated. “Yeah, we can.” Jisung answers.
Jeongin shuts his laptop. Moves to turn around to Jisung who just dropped his legs to the couch, looking at Jeongin back.
“I love you.” Jisung says. “I love you too.” Jeongin replies before giving Jisung a gentle kiss on his lips.
Jeongin rests his right hand on Jisung’s chest, feeling the rise and fall. Jisung’s left hand goes to his right cheek, bringing him slightly closer to him.
Their kiss deepens, moving slowly. Sounds of their kissing echoes through their apartment. Jisung softly moaned into it.
Jeongin parts their lips to look at Jisung who’s dazed. His eyes yearned for more.
“Baby..” Jisung says. Jeongin hums before kissing him again. Moving his hand under Jisung’s shirt to feel for his abs, his chest. The subtle bulge of his tattoo on his side.
Softly but gently caressing the whole outline of his tattoo up and down. Jisung licks the bottom lip of Jeongin, signaling him to open his mouth. As soon as he does, he doesn’t hesitate to enter his tongue into his mouth.
Jeongin moans as their tongue plays in swirls. Jeongin rubs his palm all across Jisung’s chest. Brushing his fingers onto Jisung’s nipple, making Jisung erupt a soft whimper. Biting his Jeongin’s lips as an attempt to muffle himself. Jeongin moans as a result.
Jeongin pinches his nipples as payback, making Jisung whimper louder from the stimulation.
Jeongin licks Jisung’s lips to kiss and suck on his bottom lip. Jisung moans again, running his hand to the back of Jeongin’s head, scrunching his fingers through his oreo hair.
Jeongin parts their lips once again. Pulling Jisung by his arms to sit up then setting himself down to sit down on the couch with Jisung.
They kiss again, Jeongin snaking both his hands around and under Jisung’s shirt. Jisung does the same by feeling his chest, gripping onto the straps of his tank top.
Jeongin pulls Jisung’s shirt up. Jisung does the same, making them both now topless.
Jisung latches his mouth onto Jeongin’s collarbone, not a hint of hesitance to suck hard. Jeongin moans at the sensation. Jisung gets off with a pop, a quick drop of blood threatening to run down his chest. Jisung takes the advantage to lick from bottom back to the top of where the hickey is.
Jisung moves down to Jeongin’s left nipple, sucking it hard. Really making sure to leave a mark.
Then moving down to his waist, sucking again.
Jeongin just watches Jisung move and suck onto his skin.
Jeongin moans in satisfaction.
Jisung gently pushes Jeongin to his back. Jisung then slips his fingers into the hem of his joggers, looking up at Jeongin for permission with his eyes.
Jeongin nods his head. Jisung then pulls his pants down, with the help of Jeongin raising his hips up.
Jisung doesn’t waste any time to smother kisses all over down his groin. Lifting up Jeongin’s legs, knees bent for his shoulders to rest on.
Jisung brushes from Jeongin’s clit down to his perineum, feeling the slick from his cunt and spreading it all over his labia. Slowly pushing both his fingers into his vagina, making Jeongin throw his head back and bite his lip to restrain his moan.
Jisung thrusts his fingers slowly in and out, bringing his mouth close to Jeongin’s clit. Sucking and playing around with his tongue, causing Jeongin to whimper.
Jisung thrusts faster, Jeongin’s legs start to shake against Jisung’s shoulder. Jisung scoots the tip of his tongue into his vagina with his fingers, flicking it before giving his cunt a long lick to his clit, ending it with a kiss. Pulling out his fingers before sucking them into his own mouth.
Jeongin is sweating and panting, looking at Jisung with hunger. It was his turn.
Jisung stood up to take his pants off together with his undergarments. He laid his back down on the opposite side of where Jeongin was sitting. Jeongin immediately crawled over to Jisung to kiss his cheek, then his lips.
Both his arms rested on the sides of Jisung’s head. Jisung has Jeongin’s face in his hands while they are making out.
Jeongin gets rough with kissing Jisung, making Jisung moan and scrunch his eyebrows together.
They can feel their spit drool down the front of their chins, spreading throughout their lips.
Jisung then kind of forcibly pulls their faces apart. Catching his breath and looking down while still holding onto Jeongin’s face.
“Jeongin…hold on..” Jisung says while panting.
Jeongin chuckles. Mutters a soft “Sorry” while brushing Jisung’s hair back.
While Jeongin catches his breath, Jeongin leans to kiss Jisung’s neck. Jisung’s hands on his shoulders before going to Jeongin’s nape.
Jisung moved his head to the side out of muscle memory. Jeongin planted kisses all over his collar, then his chest and stomach.
Licking his bellybutton before following his happy trail down with a whiff of his breath, taking in Jisung’s natural body scent.
Jeongin’s hands stay on Jisung’s chest while he’s resting his nose on his groin.
Jeongin nests his nose onto Jisung’s clitoris, rubbing his nose side to side to play with its nub.
Jisung whimpers and squirms, squeezing his legs in between Jeongin’s shoulders.
Jeongin holds onto Jisung’s waist to hold him down.
Jisung jolts from the sudden heat he felt on his cunt. Jeongin fiddled his tongue with Jisung’s labias before giving it a long lick up.
Jeongin then sucks onto the lips, slurping and teasing his tongue in and out of his vagina.
Jisung was still squirming, suddenly gripping onto Jeongin’s hair with both his hands while biting his moans back.
Jeongin then slips his tongue all in, focused on making sure the tongue covers every crevice of Jisung’s walls.
Jisung gasps. “Hnng~ Jeongin- ah..fuck your tongue-“
Jeongin hums, the vibrations quickly sending itself onto Jisung’s walls, making him squirm and tighten his legs around Jeongin’s head.
Wherein Jeongin then hugs his arms around Jisung’s thighs and holds them open.
Jeongin now fucks his long tongue in and out. The sound squelching echoing over and over again through Jisung’s ears and out through the apartment together with his moans.
Jisung is on cloud nine just from Jeongin’s tongue.
“Fuck…you’re fucking me so- good with your tongue, innie…hah..” Jisung says, throwing his head back against the throw pillow.
Jeongin just hums again, moving slightly deeper for his nose to nuzzle against Jisung’s clit for double stimulation, Jisung’s grip tightens onto Jeongin’s hair.
Jeongin can feel the way Jisung clenches against his tongue, feeling a slight resistance for when he thrusts in and out.
Jisung’s legs start shaking harder on Jeongin’s hugging arms.
“Jeongin- I’m gonna…cum” Jisung says, trying his best to bite back his moans through his bottom lip.
“Baby, please please...” Jisung begs now, still having that same grip on Jeongin’s hair.
“Fu-uck!, hah~” Jisung comes undone onto Jeongin’s tongue and face. Moaning in a high pitch, before catching his breath, slowly letting go of Jeongin’s hair.
Jeongin fucks his tongue through Jisung’s orgasm. Sucking his lips and all his juices until there’s none left to spare.
“Sweet.” Jeongin simply says before coming up to Jisung’s face to kiss his lips in order for him to taste himself.
“Let’s try something, sungie.” Jeongin says, getting up and on his knees in between Jisung’s restless legs.
Jisung only looks at Jeongin, watching him move him around like a doll.
Jisung is now lying down flat on the couch, his left calf resting on the shoulder of Jeongin, with his hand wrapped around his ankle.
Jisung’s right leg under and between Jeongin’s thighs.
Jeongin positions his pussy above Jisung’s, close enough to each other but not touching yet.
Jeongin then lowers himself for his pussy to touch Jisung’s, then moves up and down gently.
Causing Jisung to jump from the sensitivity as he hasn’t recovered from his previous orgasm yet.
Jisung moves his hips side to side instinctively, making his pussy feel ticklish. Jeongin’s as well.
Jeongin then presses himself harder onto Jisung to cause more friction. That’s where he felt satisfaction, pleasure. Going slightly faster, Jisung caught up to speed and did the same.
“Mhmfg~ Jeongin~ please..” Jisung moans. Jeongin’s sweat trickles down his forehead and temples.
Jisung focuses his eyes onto their pussies rubbing together.
Jeongin fastens his pace, Jisung doing the same. Both their moans colliding.
“I’m close, innie” Jisung pants out. “Me too..” Jeongin says.
Jisung grabs Jeongin’s wrist and brings it to his throat, Jeongin gently grabs onto Jisung’s neck, holding it enough to make Jisung’s head go numb.
“Fuck, Jeongin, yes..” Jisung manages to choke out.
Jeongin just moans, focusing on his pace and their ride for pleasure.
“Jisung, I’m cumming,” Jeongin says. “With me, please.” Jisung pleads.
Their moans grow louder and louder the more they feel the pleasure building up in their abdomen.
Then a sudden gush of pleasure runs over them, moaning each other’s names under their breaths. Jeongin is still grinding onto Jisung to ride out their highs.
“Mhm, fuck..” Jeongin says as he slows down.
Jisung stays still onto the couch, catching his breath.
Jeongin moves onto his knees and starts eating Jisung out. Causing Jisung to jump from the oversensitivity of his second orgasm.
Jisung moans as Jeongin licks all of his juices up and inside his vagina.
“Jeongin-ah~ please…god” Jisung cries. The slurping and sucking of Jeongin goes through Jisung’s ears, overstimulated and gripping tightly onto the couch.
Jeongin finishes by giving Jisung’s pussy one long lick before parting and looking at Jisung’s quivering, clenching onto nothing vaginal hole.
Jisung only whimpers, feeling both over sensitive and embarrassed by Jeongin just suddenly staring at his area.
Closing his legs together while covering half his face with the back of his hand, looking at Jeongin.
Jeongin looks back and only grins. His face still damp from eating Jisung out. Mixed with his saliva and Jisung’s slimy cum.
“Are you okay?” Jeongin asks, gently pulling down Jisung’s hand away from hiding his face.
Jisung nods, still trying to avoid Jeongin’s look.
“Come, let’s shower together, sungie-hyung.” Jeongin says as he scoops Jisung up from his back and knees.
Jisung wraps his arms around Jeongin’s neck and nuzzles his face against his chest.
Jeongin lathers the shampoo on Jisung’s burgundy hair, Jisung humming to music from the top of his head while he soaps Jeongin’s chest and stomach.
Jisung does the same to Jeongin by lathering up his hair with shampoon and Jeongin soaping his body. Making sure to get behind his neck and on the sides of his waist.
Soon after bickering on who washes each other’s back first, they finally dry each other up with their towels before heading to their closet in their shared bedroom with a towel wrapped around their waist.
After picking out comfy pajamas to sleep on- to which Jisung chose most of Jeongin’s clothes over his own. They head to bed and cuddle until they drift to sleep, which didn’t take them too long as tiredness got the best of them.
By morning, Jisung was last to wake up. Smelling pancakes sneaking down under the small space under the door. Getting up and rubbing his eyes, opening the door with a yawn.
He heads to the kitchen to see Jeongin waiting for the pancake to cook before flipping it.
“Morning, ham.” Jeongin smiles at him before shoving the spatula under the pancake in one swoop then flipping it.
Jisung comes up to Jeongin’s face with a kiss on his cheek before heading to the toilet to brush his teeth.
Jeongin pretends to be disgusted by the kiss, when in reality, he loves it.
While eating pancakes, they go over what they should do that day since they had a few days before their academic break ended. Jisung wanted to just chill and stay home, watching movies with chips and ice cream.
Jeongin happily agreed and immediately said he’ll be the one to handle buying the snacks for them since they didn’t have any left in their pantry.
Jisung didn’t feel like walking out of their apartment anyway, so he didn’t protest or argue.
Jisung took care of looking for something to watch while Jeongin went out to the convenience store. They’ve watched a whole lot of Kdrama lately, so why not focus on a different genre. ‘Maybe Ghibli would be good’, Jisung thought.
He decided on Princess Monoke.
After about 30 minutes of doomscrolling, he finally heard the door chime and click open together with the sound of plastic rustling and shoes being taken off.
“I’m home, hyung.” Jeongin half shouts, heading to the kitchen island to lay the goods down.
He puts the ice creams he bought in the freezer and extra snacks in the pantry, before bringing 2 bags of chips to the living room where Jisung was snuggled up.
“What’re we watching?” Jeongin asks, sitting himself down beside Jisung who got up slightly and laid back down now on Jeongin’s chest.
“A Ghibli movie called Princess Monoke. I read online that it's one of the best ghibli movies out there.” Jisung answers, bringing his hand up to press the play button on the remote.
Jeongin hums, feeding himself a chip, then Jisung after.